Gathered around the ankles, we fight.

Just don't give me any more of this bunkum about snowmen being harmless. They're racist, plain and simple. What do we do with brown sand? We force it into a castle for the imperial master to destroy at his whim. What do we do with brown dirt? We dig in it and till it and disrupt it until it's too loose from struggle to withstand the force of our fingers, thrusting seeds beneath the surface where they might yield a bountiful harvest - for us. What do we do with white snow? We make it into a fat, smiling, legless man, devoid of purpose except grinning and keeping an eye on all those who inhabit the neighborhood. It looks like a man, so it gets respect and songs sung about it, and sometimes even actual clothing. I've seen as many as three snowmen together on one lawn before, and you know what comes next. I'll bet those bitches own the banks, too.